*Benjamin's POV*
I stood there for a while, letting this news sink in. I was going to spend January till the end of May in Saudi Arabia. What the heck was I going to tell Saphira? Sure I could tell her I had signed up to study abroad. Wouldn't it be strange that I had never told her I applied in the first place? And what if she would ask me to stay?
What other excuse could I come up with?
I could hardly tell her the Sultan of Saudi ordered me to go and that the Sultan was my grandfather to begin with. If I wanted her to be my wife, she had to know someday.
Maybe now would be a good moment? "Hey handsome," I heard a woman whisper in my ear, as she pressed her breasts against my back, holding me around the waist. "Why don't you come back to my place, if you seek some privacy," she said as she turned around to look at me.
